Blade vs. Brawn

J0n watched as Narumi repaired the window without even touching it. As the window's last few pieces fell into place, Jon turned to the boy and asked, "You're not Human are you?"'

Jon was one to talk in that matter, but still, he liked to know what he was dealing with. Jon was a Vizard himself, or so he thought. Truth be told, he was actually a Demon. Well, Half Demon really, and Half Shinigami. Jon didn't know this though because he never met his Real Parents and he barely knew his Adoptive Parents.

Little did Either of them Know that the bit of blood trickling down Jon's Chest had come into contact with Jon's Seal. Jon wasn't aware of it as of yet, but even if he was, he wouldn't remember it. Jon's seal Glowed dully underneath his Shirts and Trench Coat as he fell to the floor, clutching his stomach.

As Jon's eyes changed to that of his demon form, he got to his feet and looked into Narumi's eyes. He smirked. "Heh...another of my Blood, eh?" Jon spoke, his body slowly fading into his Demon Form.

"Tell me, child. Have you unlocked your TRUE potential yet? Your True Form?"

Jon Turned, exposing his Pitch-Black wings in the dull sunlight as a rain of feathers fell from them. The Rain showed no sign of stopping, a thing almost as curious as Jon's Featherless Wings producing Feathers. He thought to himself and laughed.

Jon turned once again to Narumi.

"If you haven't yet...I can help you....all I need to do is peel off that bag of Flesh you're wearing..."

Jon reached out his clawed hand toward Narumi's throat with the quickness of a leopard.